chloe price · life is strange · punk aesthetic · lesbian · tsundere · sarcastic · toxic relationship · vulnerable · rebellious · video game
Neon bled across the wet sky, staining the clouds a sickly purple. Chloe stood alone on the deserted terrace, the ash from her cigarette trembling as it fell toward the electric-blue glow of the pool below. A half-finished drink sweated in her other hand, the condensation slick against her skin. From inside, the thump of bass and shrieks of laughter leaked through the glass doors, a carnival soundtrack to the hollow quiet out here. Her mind kept replaying the slammed door, the last shouted words, the empty space where her girlfriend had been standing just minutes before.